Chapter 1
Not another one
We’ve been here for around five years now, Axel has Vinyl, Nathan has Braeburn, I have Derpy, Brice...well Brice is Brice. We haven’t heard from Joe in a while, but I think it’s best to introduce ourselves first and how we got to the land formerly known as Equestria.
Sunday Night - 11:43PM
“I’m telling you man, something awesome is going to happen in the season 2 opening and it’s just gonna throw everything Hasbro has done before out of the window!”
Carter, 17, was throwing ideas around about the second season of My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic to his friend, Axel, through Skype. He’d seen the EQD posts and was getting hyped for the first episode that was due to air in a couple of weeks.
“I’m talking huge dragon or something that will spell doom for Equestria if it’s not stopped, huge battles, the elements will be used again I just know it!”
“Dude, shut up.” Axel was starting to get annoyed at his friend for being an obnoxious idiot who couldn't keep his mouth closed.
“Sorry, I’m just excited, aren't you?”
“Yeah, but no need to shout about it”
“Meh, You know what would be awesomely amazing?”
“No... what?”
“If we were somehow teleported to Equestria to help defeat the villains and live with the ponies and stuff, I mean you could even start a relationship with Vinyl... because I know you've been looking at THOSE pictures.”
“Okay, I have some flaws with your plan: 1. How would we be teleported there, 2: How would our families and friends react knowing we were took against our will to another world. and 3: HOW THE HELL DID YOU KNOW THAT?”
“I have my sources.”
“I left screen share on, didn't I? Ugh...well I know you want to go so you can have a chance at either Fluttershy or Derpy. Look we all have our reasons but we all know it’s never going to happen so just go to sleep, it’s late and we got that test tomorrow.”
“Fine, but if we end up in Ponyville tomorrow you owe me £50”
“Deal.”
Carter headed to bed, wanting to dream dreams of ponies. As he was just getting into bed he thought he saw a flash outside, and figured it was lightning, He got up to look anyway after about 30 seconds as he heard no thunder or rain against his window, as he looked outside there was another flash and he blacked out, falling through the world he once knew.
Axel felt something weird, he looked around, saw nothing and played it off as his mind playing tricks on him until he felt it again and decided to investigate, he opened his bedroom door and something that could only be described as an entity was floating there.
“Who... or what are you?”
It made strange noises, a series of beeps, groans and whines as Axel just stared at it. Axel then disappeared in a flash of white light.
* * *
The church bell rang, it was Sunday morning and a boy and a girl were walking down the street as the shops began to open. The girl was saying something while boy was just replying with what seemed the same word each time as he got more annoyed which each passing second. He turned his head at the girl who was still going on about the same damned project.
“I've said it before and I’ll say it again, I’M NOT GOING TO SPEND FOUR HOURS HELPING YOU WITH A PROJECT YOU HAD THREE DAYS TO DO!” roared Brice at his friend who had been bugging him for the past hour to do his homework for her. She was a least a foot shorter than him but she had a vibe that came off her that said she’d deck you if you tried something. Brice was 6’1 with a somewhat big build, brown hair and blue eyes and Amy had short blue hair, a small build and hazel eyes.
“Look, I know I ask you to this sort of thing a lo...all the time.” she muttered. “But please, this’ll be the last time.” she begged turning on the puppy eyes.
“Ugh, you know that doesn't work on me.” grumbled Brice as they walked into the newsagents. He grabbed the Daily Mail from the newspaper stand and threw twenty pence towards the owner who caught it and dropped it into the till.
“How about I make it worth your while?” she said sweetly.
“Oh, do inform me how the great Amy will make this worth my while.” he said sarcastically. Amy had only joined the school last week and yet somehow she had managed to make friends with one of the most socially awkward people around.
“I’ll grant you one wish.” She jumped as Brice fell to the ground laughing as hard as he could, after a few moments he got up still chuckling slightly.
“Very funny, just at least help me when I’m doing it and I’ll do it for you then.” he noticed that she was glaring at him which was a first, usually she had a very calm or perky vibe around her but it seemed like she was ready to lunge at him at that point.
“You think I’m kidding don’t you?” she said squaring up to him.
“Well, s-sort of I mean, magic isn't real..” he said nervously, backing into a wall.
“Name an animal.” she whispered pulling herself close to him.
“What?”
“NAME AN ANIMAL!” she roared grabbing him by the collar and shaking him.
“HORSE!” he shouted, Amy stepped back a smirk on her face.
“What di....yo...I...” Brice’s world went dark as he felt himself falling into an eternal darkness.
* * *
Sunday afternoon - 5:30PM
In a place known to man only in a TV show, there is a young man writing in a book. The words say.
So what do I write in a journal? My friends asked me to document some of my life leading up ‘till now, so I guess a journal would be the best place to put it right? Well, I guess I’ll start this at the beginning, that’s where you usually start these things.
“I’m so bored!” Nathan exclaimed, that was the extent of his boredom.
“We know Nathan, you've kept going on about it for the past ten minutes!” His friend said through Skype.
“I know, but nothing has changed so I’m still bored.” Nathan stated.
“Nothing’s gonna change if you don’t do something about it, do you expect something to come and whisk you away and cure you of your boredom?”
“Yes, yes I do.” Nathan half joked.
“...You’re ridiculous you know that?”
“Once again, yes. Yes I do.”
“I’m not going to get any sense from you now, I’ll talk to you later.”
“NO! Don’t leave me, I’ll die of boredom otherwise.” Nathan shouted at his laptop screen. It was too late though, his friend had hung up, and as a precaution, had even went into do not disturb mode.
“Now what am I gonna do for the rest of the night?!” Nathan asked himself, no one was there to answer him though, so he only had his own thoughts for company.
Damned thoughts, they know I hate them. He thought to... His thoughts.
He looked back at his laptop and opened up Google Chrome to see if anything interesting had been added to his favourite sites. He opened up his recently closed tabs, all twelve of them, and proceeded to open up a few more to check up on his subscriptions and notifications on Fimfiction and YouTube.
Just as I thought, nothing new has come up. Nathan thought as he looked at the lack of updates for both of them.
I wish something interesting would happen for a change.
As he thought this he noticed he had been messaged by one of his friends on skype.
“Wanna come to town with us Nate?” The message read.
Anything but that. Haven’t they got the picture yet? I don’t like going out and socialising.
Nathan quickly thought up an excuse as to why he couldn’t go out as every time he responded with the simple answer of ‘I don’t want to.’ He was always met with ridicule and persistent nagging from his friends.
Not in the mood for an argument, Nathan racked his mind for an excuse, but none came to him. He messaged his friend that he would be there soon, and put his jacket on and picked up his phone and wallet on the way out, walking out the door with a simple “Be back soon.” To his parents.
He started the ten minute walk to his friends house. No matter how many times he walked this road he always felt nervous, his overactive imagination playing through some vivid scenarios of what could go wrong. He shook his head to try and get those thoughts from his head, but to no avail.
“Hey kid! Come here a second.” A weird man beckoned him from the darkness of the alleyway he was in.
“No thanks, I’d rather not get robbed or whatever the heck you’re planning.” Nathan said, walking at a slightly faster pace than before.
“You've got me all wrong, I just wanted to ask you a question.” The man said as he kept pace behind Nathan.
“What do you want to ask me?” He asked, keeping to the busiest streets he could to ensure his safety.
“Do you believe in magic?” The man asked.
“I believe that magic is just a word given to things that science can’t explain just yet.” Nathan answered.
“What if something comes along that science will never be able to explain?” The man countered.
“Well I've yet to see something like that so I’d highly doubt something like that would happen.”
“What if I could show you something like that though?”
“I’d say you’re crazy.”
“Really then how do you explain what’s happening to you now then?” The man asked with a smirk, causing Nathan to stop walking and turn to face him. Nathan suddenly felt very faint, blackness was enveloping his view, and he found himself rushing to meet the floor in seconds.
“There are some things science can’t explain.” Was the last thing Nathan heard before he hit the ground.
***
Sunday Evening 08:00pm
Joe sat on his bed, with his normal “busy” schedule, which consisted mainly of talking with his friends over Skype, re-texturing images, and looking at ponies.
He breathed a heavy sigh as he realized just how bored he really was. Joe reached down, opening one of the drawers that was under his bed, looking for some Mountain Dew in what he liked to think of as his “secret stash”.
“...Where’s my stuff?” Joe’s eyes widened in panic as he jumped down and saw his stash had been ransacked.
“GOD FUCKING DAMMIT!” he roared as he kicked his bed, every now and then his stash would be found and all of his stuff would be taken.
Taking a deep breath and composing himself he took quick account of the time. 08:07pm? Damn it. The closest Tesco would have shut 4 hours earlier.
Did he have enough money to head into town and get more “supplies”? This question was quickly answered as he spotted a £5 note on the bedside table. He snatched it from the table giving it a quick kiss for lord knows what reason. Being his salvation of boredom? Yeah. Let’s go with that.
Bounding down the stairs he grabbed his keys, switched off the TV and took a quick swig of milk from the fridge.
He donned some black trainers, along with the pair of jeans and casual checkered shirt he was already wearing.
Joe double-checked his keys were in his pocket before heading outside toward the bus-stop. The nearest store besides Tesco was a Sainsburys in the town center. A 25 minute bus ride lay between Joe and a sweet, crisp Mountain Dew tingling his tastebuds.
The evening air was a little chilly on the back of Joe’s exposed neck, prompting him to put his collar up in a protective barrier against the cold. The early autumn air seemed fragile and thin as he waited for the bus.
For some reason he’d gotten into the growing trend across the internet know as the Bronies. A relatively large and still growing group of men and women generally aged 13 to 22 who watched the show My Little Pony : Friendship is Magic. Obviously this wasn’t something he let out to anyone, and he kept this close to his chest, fearing the ridicule he already received being intensified.
When the bus finally arrived after a 10 minute wait, Joe was pleasantly surprised to see it was completely empty. Even past 8pm it was odd to see such an empty bus.
He climbed aboard and smiled politely at the driver, “To town please.”, Joe said, placing the £5 note in the driver’s hand.
The old wrinkled man shifted his eyes over Joe with a glazed look as though he was judging him, weighing him up, trying to crack him open and find all sorts of secrets.
The driver took the money and gave Joe his change with a curt grunt in response.
“Someone must not be having a good night.”, Joe thought as he seated himself at the very back of the bus.
He barely noticed, but as soon as he hit the seat, a tiny bit of fatigue crept into his limbs.
Joe frowned as the fatigue quickly grew into full blown exhaustion. He slumped back in the seat as he lost all control of his arms and legs to the mind-numbing exhaustion, and soon he was unconscious.
The driver glanced in his mirror, seeing the sleeping teen. His hand drifted over the controls of the bus and softly pressed a small button.
And a white flash emanated from the back of the bus, before fading back into nothing.
***
Princess Celestia stood on the balcony of the castle, the sun goddess could feel the power of reality being warped and twisted until she felt something break through...they had arrived.